Matt’s Random Thoughts

What’s on the plate for today? Here are some updates.

DCON
The rest of it (most of it) went well. ODU won Most Improved Club. I’m so proud of them. Granted I didn’t do much with them this year, it is great to see them grow. They won it a few years ago under Jamila. Lauren is going to do an excellent job with them this coming year. Maybe I can be their faculty advisor. I really didn’t care about the rest of the awards. From what I understand, many of them only had one applicant, so who’s to say the winner really “won”?

Pieing on Saturday evening was fun. We raised quite a bit for the Alumni Association. I have to go to the bank and set up our account. We’re off to a wonderful start though. Just wait until FTR. We may not be able to cook, but we can still make those bitches sing!!!

What would DCON be without drama? The sad part is that it revolved around my division. I can’t say I’m very proud of the way they handled it. In all honesty, it was low, and very disrespectful. On the upside, however, Kiln Creek will be gaining a new member.

School
Hey MacLeods! You can take my life, but you can never take my freeeeeeeeeeeeedom! What the hell am I talking about? This paper I have to write on this coat of arms is taking up every bit of freedom I have. And it’s due Tuesday! Let me commence with the taking of laxatives, because I’m going to need help pulling these 15 pages out of my ass.

Kiwanis
I really hate Kiwanis right now. I joined to do service projects. I thought that was what Kiwanis was about. Clearly I was wrong. They’re talking of nixing our club tomorrow at the district board meeting because we only have six members. Despite the fact that our 6 member club does more than HALF of the clubs in the district (just look up the stats) they apparently don’t value our membership in the organization. They only see numbers. Well you know what, you dumb ass incompetant boobs, go ahead and cut us. If anyone in our club wants to remain a Kiwanian, they’ll join another club. I, however, will not. Nor will I be giving the keynote speech on Saturday morning. Cutting us would, however, all us to just relax and stop having to hear them bitch about how we only have 6 members. Like they’ve done anything to help.

Midwinter
Will I be a Kiwanian at Midwinter? That’s to be determined. If not, no speech for me. I think I’m just going to wait until Friday night to write it then. On the other hand, getting prepared to handled all of these Hospital Dolls and Happy Hats has been a nightmare. I’ll be so glad when this conference is OVER!

I just want a break. Spring break is coming. But that won’t be a break. Why? I start training with the Great Wolf Lodge then, let alone the fact that I have 5 million papers to write for class. I can’t handle all this. ARGH! One thing at a time… one thing at a time.

Okay, back to work.

Happy Saturday, everyone! Greetings from the Circle K District Convention at the Hyatt Dulles in Northern Virginia! It’s currently 8:45PM and I am waiting to pop into the Governor’s Banquet. I didn’t pay for the banquet because I couldn’t afford the $30, so I’m just going to step in for the awards and speakers. For now I’m sitting in the business center of the hotel. I’ve been attempting to look up a few things online, but have encountered several obstacles. Currently I’m using a Mac. I HATE macs. However, the other computers have McAfee on them, and they are preventing me from accessing certain websites. No, I am not trying to look up porn. It’s blocking my blog, the Kiwanis site, and even the Bank of America site. Scandalous!

Today has been a rather eventful day. First, I must say I am extremely pleased that the Capital District Circle K Alumni Association is back in action! And to top things off, yours truly is the treasurer! (Hence why I was attempting to look up Bank of America) We had a good number of people attend our meeting, about 23, and about 15 graduating seniors/grad students attend our lunch reception. All has gone well. The great part is that there’s no real drama. Last year had this hideous cloud about it, and yet this year is so great. I get to see people I haven’t seen in ages. I missed hanging out with everyone. Of course, looks like I’ll be working with a lot of them as a part of the Alumni Association.

Currently the penny wars are being waged. Monica has a few rolls of pennies in her jar. Tibbets has quite the heavy can as well. We’ll have some fun times counting that later. All of it is going to our Alumni fund, so we’ll be off to a good start. If we can raise $200, Joe Stankus will let us pie him. Oh the JOY! There’s going to be some mad pieing (is that a word?) going on later. I’ll post an upate after I get back home tomorrow.

Time for me to go sneak into the banquet!

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I’m watching this on Comedy Central. They just had the scene when John Candy and Dan Akroyd get into the fight after eating the big steak. They’re supposed to repeatedly say “blow it out your ass” but Comedy Central voices over ass with the word Kazoo. Sure, THAT makes sense.

Stupid candy assed whiny bitches who think f’n curse words are bad. They’re just words people, just words.

Has the world gone mad? Or am I just mad and perceiving the world this way?

First I have to say this. I was working on a post about where people are today whom I graduated high school with. I had finished it, went to hit submit, and boom… everything got deleted. I’m in the process of rewriting it. It’ll be a doozey.

Today I woke up late, around 10. Yes, insomnia does that to you. Last night my group lead the discussion in class. I think everyone was struck with some vocal dehabilitative disease because it seemed like there was a huge lack of discussion. I know I don’t contribute that much in each class, but it had never been this quiet before. At least we survived. After I got home I did some work, but as usual, couldn’t sleep.

My legs were sore as hell. Tara bought a gazelle from eBay. I did it on Monday for a half hour. It was a great work out, but I woke up the next morning feeling like my legs were phantom limbs or something. Clearly I’ve grown out of shape since I took that Fitness Walking class freshman year.

Today I feel as I haven’t accomplished much. I have Tastefully Simple stuff all over the living room that I have to arrange. It’s difficult though because I left my storage drawers at home because I had no room in my car. I didn’t sell as much as I would have liked at the party. At least I sold something, though! I have to organize all of this stuff.

My room is a mess. For once my rats’ cage is cleaner than my room. Good job, rats! Of course, if I had their super human (super rat?) strength, I’d probably be able to clean my room in no time!

On the topic of pets, I was just at my car getting more Tastefully Simple stuff out of my trunk. This group of kids comes up to me with a box. The little boy opens it up. There was a guinea pig in it. “The vet said he got really sick. He died today.” I honestly didn’t know how to respond. “I’m sorry…” I said. Did the kids understand the concept of death? I don’t know, but it wasn’t my job to inform them. The interesting thing is that they were walking all over the complex with it, and one girl had a little guitar and was playing chords as they walked. I think they were giving it a funeral ceremony or something. I’m not sure how Featherstone would feel about buring dead pets in the complex… but then again, what else can you do with them?

Tonight Tara and I are going to see the Wedding Date. It better be good. Yes, I do like the occassional chick flick (so long as I get to see some violence and action later). The problem with chick flicks is that they’re so damn predictable. You KNOW someone’s going to fall in love at the end.

There are some issues going on with our Kiwanis club. I’ll do a post on this later for anyone who cares. For now, I’m back to finishing my laundry.

Oh my! It’s 2005! Do you know what this means? In June, that will mark five years since graduating from high school. Unfortunately, LHS does not do five year reunions like other schools. Because of this, I’ve decided to do my own little mini reunion by posting a “where are they now?” type of post. Not all of these people graduated in 2000, but all of them attended LHS.

Now there are a few sources I have researched to find this information. None of it will be hearsay, only facts or at least information I can find in writing. What better sources to find such information than Google and the Virginia Courts Records System! And we mustn’t forget our fine journalistic masterpiece of a local paper, the Rappahannock Record, either. Now let’s begin.

Several people have gotten married. Most notable are those from my circle of friends. These being Justin Whaley to Roger Barnes and Tara Brown to Jacob Shirilla. Photos are in my online album.

Robbie Bedford was in Iraq. I learned this when he randomly IMed me one day. I think he may be back now, but there was a bit when we were worried because some marines were killed in a crash. I still see him online, so I’m assuming he’s alright.

Tabbel Abrams occasionally leaves comments on this blog. (Thanks Tabbel, glad someone is actually reading it!) Anyway, I believe she’s still in Lancaster and works at the KFC, which, by the way, I have yet to go to.

Ahhh, the Barracks. They were the party animals back in the day. And, judging by court records, they still are. Mary was recently in court for grand larceny. She was also in for not having a county tag on her car. Sarah, on the other hand, has been a bit more mild. She was only in court for driving a car with a broken windshield.

When I was in high school I said that my computer was at the girlfriend stage. You know, the stage when you just turn it on and BOOM, it goes down on you. My old computer crashed more often than ValuJet.

Now, several years, later, I have a different computer. This is my 2nd Dell. We bought a Packard bell with Windows 3.11 when I was in the 7th grade. It was great. Then I suped it up and we got Windows 95. This lasted for a while, and I suped it up again with 98.

Upon being accepted at CNU, I bought a brand new Gateway computer. It was wonderful, and had a giant 19″ screen, thanks to a free upgrade. I had this for two years. (Editor’s note: GATEWAY SUCKS!) I think my Gateway was deformed at birth. It was like the people on the beltway didn’t catch that it had down syndrome or Klinefelter’s syndrome. When I moved into my own apartment, I put it up for adoption. This meant trading it with my sister. She got my computer, I got her sofabed. (I totally got the better deal, despite the fact that I paid more for the computer.)

Here I bought a new Dell. Right after the stork delivered the new baby to me, I discovered, it too, had a birth defect. It’s hard drive was fried. However, I called the physicians at Dell, and they made a housecall fixing her up good as new. She lived for two more years until being struck by lightning. Poor thing. Her carcass still sits in my bedroom closet.

Enter Computer #5! (Thank you renter’s insurance!) Turns out my old dell was an organ donor. I grabbed my phillips head scalple and proceeded to operate, taking out her old parts. Her old hard drive was still in tact, complete with all its files. The CD and DVD-RW drives were still in tact as well. YAY for science! She’s alive! ALIVE!!!!!

Then came the RAM. It still works, but it crashes a lot. I think this computer is at the “Senile Stage” in that its memory fails far too often. I’m afraid I’m going to have to once again operate and remove the bad RAM. I suppose that’s equivalent to a computer lobotomy. Hopefully that will improve its behavior. We shall see.

For now, I’m off to finish reading the articles for tonight’s class. I kept printing them out (I can’t read them online; it kills my eyes.) only to have the computer keep crashing. The PDF’s were so big, the memory just couldn’t handle it. Well, good job ol’ Dell. Good job. You did it. It took a few tries, but you did it.

For those of you who may be expecting more “wardrobe malfunctions” this year during the Superbowl, I wouldn’t get your hopes up. I doubt Paul McCartney will be as fulfilling. I can’t see him flashing his nipples.

I, on the other hand, could care less about the FCC. So, for your pleasure, I announce the return of Nipple-gate, starring yours truly.

Enjoy at your leisure. My nipple is way more exciting than the new commercials that will be coming out.

Call the FBI! We need to put out a missing persons notice! Plumpy is missing!!!

Who’s plumpy, you ask? To my friends and I, he was the adorable green guy from the game Candy Land. In the original game, he hung out with the gingerbread trees. They were located near the very beginning. I recall playing the game probably every day during summers when Nikki, Chris, Mike, and Garland used to come over. (We were about 12-13 at the time. Note that the game says for ages 3-6. It’s much more fun when you learn what competition is!)

The basic idea in candy land is to draw a card and move to that color. Some of the cards, however, have a character’s picture on it. If you drew this, you’d move to that character. Being that Plumpy was the first character on the board, drawing his picture at the end of the game meant you had to go all the way back to the beginning. Thus we would often shout “GET PLUMPY AND DIE!”

Seriously folks, Candy Land is a very competitive game. Try playing it when you’re 23. It just gets more fun. However, it can’t be as fun without Plumpy. We need to campaign to save Plumpy! Hasboro has a website where you can send in your memories of playing Candy Land. Please go there and send in a memory of Plumpy. We NEED him back!

you get out of the shower and go to shave, but instead of using shaving cream, you pick up your deoderant and smear that on your face. Just great, I FINALLY get into grad school, and I’m losing my sanity.